To Ralf
(I know you've been reading them so I figure some new literature was needed ...)
What now?
It's hard to scream
When there is nothing more to say
Bleeding
Pleading
Weakened and lost
I've been here too many times
You scratched beyond the surface
To eat the flesh beneath
I plead to the executioner
No pardon from your crimes, I must pay for them once more
Crucify me for exaltation
Just like all the other juriors
Shatter the carefully conceived hopes and dreams
To slit my throat with
Judas
Another alias for your unknown lies
Sobbing
So loud its inconceivable
That they could be mine
How dare you steal them
And twist them into your own
You have no right
They're all I have left
After a lost heart and a broken spirit
Went to wander in your memory
You try to lick me with your flames
Can't you see the burn marks are still fresh?
Let me heal
Or suffer in my own right
It's hard to scream
When there is nothing to say
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